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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Griff
Griff
Chant
Lostboy
Lostboy
Programmation
SIBA
SIBA
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Frederik Castenschiold Eichen
Frederik Castenschiold Eichen
Paroles/Composition
Peter Rycroft
Peter Rycroft
Paroles/Composition
Sarah Griffiths
Sarah Griffiths
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Griff
Griff
Production
Charles Haydon Hicks
Charles Haydon Hicks
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Lostboy
Lostboy
Production
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Ingénierie de mixage
SIBA
SIBA
Production

Paroles

There was something so glitter and gold in my eyes then, yeah Like a lucid dream, like a rosy tint on a glass lens And I thought I would be oh-so-old again Oh, and what a time we had, I drunk the drinks, I shook the hands And I believed the plan, oh But it broke my heart in a million ways Then I fell apart in a foreign place And all I wanna do is find a way back to you 'Cause I miss me, I miss me too And the empty lanes that I would chase for miles 'Cause I felt something, yeah, I felt alive Oh, I miss me, I miss me too Yeah, I miss me, I miss me too Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor I miss staring at the ceiling 'cause it felt so tall I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do I miss me, I miss me too And there's just something so glitter and cold in the air tonight, oh yeah So if time is a healer, is there a waiting list I can find? Yeah Ooh, and what a time we had, I drunk the drinks, I shook the hands And I believed the plan (oh) But it broke my heart in a million ways Then I fell apart in a foreign place And all I wanna do is find a way back to you (I will find a way back) 'Cause I miss me, I miss me too And the empty lanes that I would chase for miles 'Cause I felt something (oh), yeah, I felt alive Oh, I miss me, I miss me too (oh) Yeah, I miss me, I miss me too Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor (I miss talkin' to) I miss staring at the ceiling (oh) 'Cause it felt so tall (I miss sleeping to the sound) I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do (I do) I miss me, I miss me too Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor I miss staring at the ceiling 'Cause it ('cause it felt) felt so ('cause it felt so) tall I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do I miss me, I miss me too
Writer(s): Peter Rycroft, Frederik Eichen, Sarah-faith Griffiths Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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